Anecdotal thoughts of Jim Aborwhear

Respect and manners are going out of the window…in fact, they may already be gone.

Some crabby, leprous termagant with a face that really reflects a personality devoted to the art of misery sidled up to me on the bus last week and spoke to me in such an incredibly rude manner that I turned to her and said, “Do you know, it’s at times like this I really wish you were a man”.

“Why is that?” she asked.

“Because I promised my Mother I’d never hit a woman” I replied. (Just on the right side of not needing informal counseling I feel).